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Put lighters up if you want to
Pull your muthafuckin' caps
your muthafuckin' eyes til' you can't see shit
I you to go blind, nigga
So you can how I felt
I was in that muthafuckin' coma

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and switch lanes
So stranger, slow
beggars and gangsta's pass
Women and are
Just part of a face that we

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I swear nothin' better there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

to my hood, hood
Look at my block,
That's that buildin'
Yeah, where I got shot, shot

'Cause I was more hood than
Had more rocks Jay
More scars on my face than the original
Or the homeboy

Al Pacino be no gangsta'
on Casino, he no gangsta'
Wanna be, wanna see, wanna get a
Dig tookie up nigga 'cause he know

Niggas think 'cause they watch a couple times
Seen Cube in Boys n The Hood and rewind
That you can survive when a Crip
Run upon corner and flex the nine

You must be out of your
A Blood will put you out of your mind
So stay the up out of my hood
Or my niggas take you up out of your

It a movie, dog
Hell yeah, it's a real Uzi, dog
I'm 'bout to hop inside my
Try to up, don't lose me y'all

in the city of angels
Where safe and switch lanes
So stranger, slow
Where and gangsta's pass
Women and are
Just part of a face we show

We got and ocean
We in slow motion
Off that sticky you walk up to
I swear ain't nothin' there
That's why we all take our off to you
The one

I know the real
And that know the real Game
I call him the tape
And he ain't never in no gang

But he been in my house,
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that nigga know I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm my hood, I'm 'bout my block
I'm my chips so if the rat money stop
And I punch a
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

We jack niggas, out of
And rap niggas, and ball
'Cause we ball
We chop it up with them trap

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris with big toys
I'm from there's only
Two things standin' on the
Me and that store

Look the Bloods did to Weezy
Look the Crips did to Jeezy
This gang banger ain't nothin' to play with
Me and Dogg just made it look easy

in the city of angels
Where safe and danger switch
So stranger, drive
Where and gangsta's pass
and dank are
Just part of a that we show

We got mountains and
We in slow motion
Off that sticky you up to blow
I swear ain't nothin' better
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

niggas got this LA shit real fucked up man
Niggas start respectin' what the fuck we about man
We take niggas the out
This ain't no movie, dawg

This shit is real, Crips, Bloods,
We hold down, this is LA
Wrote the on my face, put a muthafuckin' star behind
What the fuck I am,
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